Friday, September 6, 2024

Made in 2005

Eric Wert
Hydrangea
2005
oil on canvas, mounted on panel
New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut

Hannsjörg Voth
Untitled
2005
drawing
Von der Heydt Museum, Wuppertal

Ralph Rucci
Motherwell Infanta Gown
2005
silk satin, silk tulle, alligator leather
Phoenix Art Museum, Arizona

Joel Sternfeld
Mormon Temple, Nauvoo, Illinois
2005
C-print
Art Institute of Chicago

Dana Schutz
Untitled (Poisoned Man)
2005
lithograph and woodblock relief print
Akron Art Museum, Ohio

Neo Rauch
New Year
2005
oil on canvas
Kunstmuseum, The Hague

Eileen Quinlan
Smoke and Mirrors #29
2005
C-print
Art Institute of Chicago

Pamela Pecchio
Habitation (Collection)
2005
C-print
North Carolina Museum of Art, Raleigh

Thomas Hirschhorn
Mycoster
2005
printed paper collage, plastic film and pigment on paper
Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide

Gilbert & George
Ginkgo Ginkgo
2005
hand-colored photomontage
Art Gallery of South Australia, Adelaide

Louisine Havemeyer Frelinghuysen
Dressing Table, Sand Spring Lane
2005
C-print
New Britain Museum of American Art, Connecticut

Janet Fish
Fruit Juice Glasses
2005
oil on canvas
Farnsworth Art Museum, Rockland, Maine

Marco van Duyvendijk
Portrait - Guangzhou, China
2005
C-print
Kunstmuseum, The Hague

Wouter Dam
Object
2005
stoneware
Kunstmuseum, The Hague

Koos Breukel
Cosmetic View
2005
C-print
Kunstmuseum, The Hague

Jaret Belliveau
Untitled (at Rest)
2005
C-print
Beaverbrook Art Gallery, Fredericton, New Brunswick

Autumn Song

Now the leaves are falling fast,
Nurse's flowers will not last,
Nurses to their graves are gone,
But the prams go rolling on.

Whispering neighbours left and right
Daunt us from our true delight,
Able hands are forced to freeze
Derelict on lonely knees.

Close behind us on our track,
Dead in hundreds cry Alack,
Arms raised stiffly to reprove
In false attitudes of love.

Scrawny through a plundered wood,
Trolls run scolding for their food,
Owl and nightingale are dumb,
And the angel will not come.

Clear, unscaleable, ahead
Rise the Mountains of Instead,
From whose cold cascading streams
None may drink except in dreams.

– W.H. Auden (1936)